
Walking down the street two weeks ago, at night, I saw a house with a lot of lights outside and people milling about. I asked what was going on and they immediately grabbed me and took me inside. There was a celebration of some sort, with an enormous feast. I took some pictures of the feast, the family, and this baby who was dressed up very ornately.

This is a guy I call Siesta Rajesh. To be honest, I don't know his real name, so I named him after one of the kids. Every day he sleeps on the porch here, covered in flies. Periodically a hand will come up in a fruitless attempt to wave some of the flies away.

Ox-drawn carts are all over the place here. The horns are always painted and often they have bells on them as well. I asked this guy if I could jump on for a ride, and he took me down the street.

Monkey in Pondicherry.
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Beautiful photos -- a new career?
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